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mac dre - ask for lyrics

[verse: mac dre]
if i ain’t drunk now, i’m finna be
i’m full of the remy, ready to engage the enemy
push the extremity, hear me, and don’t let up
use his b_tch to set up, and then wet up
n_gga, shut up, you ain’t got my mail yet
get hit with the kel_tec, with the sh_ll_catch
my b_tch mail_fetch, sell s_x, she rich
i check ill traps and will slap the b_tch
so cold, my little n_ggas from the north pole
put ya in a chokehold and shoot up your ford probe
apply force, we a mobile strike force
put 365 horse in a tight porsche
when my source gives me the coordinates
i sic ‘em, get ‘em, hit ‘em with the pair of ordnance
you insubordinates get the cutthroat guillotine
ya_da_di_mean? n_gga, this the k!lla team

[chorus: mac dre & mac mall]
they on it, they want it, these n_ggas ask for it
they on it, they want it, these n_ggas ask for it
they on it, they want it, these n_ggas ask for it
they on it, they want it, these n_ggas ask for it

[outro]
_ talk to the hand ’cause the face don’t wanna hear it anymore
_ what hand? talk to your hand?
_ you ain’t all that and a bag of potato chips
_ what are you talking about?
_ don’t go there, girlfriend, mhm
_ whose girlfriend?
_ don’t mess with me, i’m one crazy m_f_. i had to pop a cop ’cause he wouldn’t give me props in oaktown. no? i heard that somewhere

- mac dre

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